10-Minute Warning CLXXXVI

So, what can I share in under ten minutes?

I will start with a rant: I rarely lose my belongings. That’s why I’m so frustrated that I misplaced my trusted small bottle of ethyl alcohol. Or worse, I lost it. Is my frustration irrational? Maybe. But because I rarely lose my belongings, I’m absolutely frustrated with myself.

But then again, I can’t stay frustrated for long while looking for it. That’s a lost cause. I will just buy another small ethyl alcohol. Thank goodness, it’s only worth PHP 30. And this is a lesson for me as well: even if I rarely lose my things (EDC or not), I need to be more careful with them. I can do better.

As for work, there are no urgent tasks today because it’s a holiday. (Every last Monday of August is National Heroes Day in the Philippines.) There were also tasks that I could’ve done by the end of the month, but I finished them today. Now my workload is pretty non-existent.

And in closing, I salute the heroes who fought for the country’s freedom, the heroes who continue the good fight, the heroes who fight for a better life, and the heroes who make a difference in this world. Happiest National Heroes Day, Republic of the Philippines!

That’s it for now. See you in the next post.

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30-Minute Warning XVI

So, what can I write here under 30 minutes?

The past few days have been memorable. Let me list down:

On February 12, I walked from my home to Arcovia City with my Mother and cousin May… and then we walked back home. I hope to walk and jog to places other than Three Trees because changing my routine is nice.

On February 13, I finally got the posters featuring Riki “Riddle” LeCotey’s Wednesday Addams cosplay, and all 3 posters were signed with “Happy birthday, DW!” I’m on cloud nine even now. Ms. Riddle is such a nice lady. I hope she visits a comic con in the Philippines this year or later.

On February 14, I attended Mass with my Mother and cousins for Ash Wednesday, and then we had some burgers and milkshakes at Shake Shack. My stomach is happy.

On February 15, I attended a gig organized by my younger brothers and their team. Even if I’m not much of a nocturnal as I was, it was nice seeing bands rock it out live until 12am. I hope to see more musical acts this year.

And then I started today, February 16, with a chicken drumstick meal with my younger brothers at Frankie’s BGC. It has been a while since we ate there, and we missed it. After our late dinner, we went home and I slept like a baby. Good thing I didn’t have work to do, so I took it easy. Tonight I went to my favorite cafe Satchmi, had a baked ziti and iced tea, and I updated my journal after.

Right now I’m finishing this post while I’m drinking my Jack and Coke. The weekend has officially begun!

And time’s up.

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Header image: Josh Sorenson of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2024.

10-Minute Warning XXIV

Well, what can I type here in under 10 minutes?

Today was productive. I finished a contract I have been working on since last Thursday. It took a long while because I was copying multiple paragraphs and tables and pasting them into 1 document, which sometimes made my Word and Excel slow. Thank goodness I’m done with that.

Speaking of last Thursday, there was a storm and because of that and the clogged drainage, there was almost a feet-level flood outside our home. Take note: the then-upcoming typhoon (named Betty) still has not reached the Philippine Area of Responsibility (PAR); there was only a localized thunderstorm. The flood only lasted for an hour, but the fact that a flood happened just because of a localized thunderstorm made me worry about Typhoon Betty.

But the person in our home who got more than anxious because of the flood was Father. How? Even if the flood has not reached our home yet, he instructed everyone to bring up upstairs all the things that can be affected and destroyed by the flood. It may be too much, but somehow I understand Father’s anxiety. The last bad flood we experienced, the monstrosity that is Typhoon Ondoy brought a hip-level flood that lasted for a month and killed our pet dog.

Typhoon Betty arrived at the PAR last weekend. There is no rain or flooding in our area yet, and I hope it stays that way. But if the worst happens, my family and I will be ready. And I hope and pray for everyone’s safety.

And time’s up.

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Header image: PublicDomainPictures of Pixabay. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2022.